When I was in college, my roommates gave me a nickname I loved—Little Maze.
I was really confused. I forgot to bring my book in get out of class, forgot to take my schoolbag after class, forgot to bring my meal card, and forgot to bring my keys when I went out. That’s fine. The saddest thing is that I can’t remember all the Arabic numerals.
I always can’t remember all kinds of anniversaries, forgot the wedding anniversary, forget the wedding anniversary, forget Valentine’s Day, it doesn’t matter, it’s annoying Always forget the annoying birthday.
So much so that in the first year of dating, he often said, "You forgot my birthday."
In the second year of dating, he often said, "You forgot my birthday twice."
In the third year of dating, he often said, "You forgot my birthday three times in a row."
After the fourth year of dating, he finally learned to be smart, no longer waiting for any unexpected surprises, and just after September, he began to nag:
"It's my birthday in twenty days.
"Tomorrow is my birthday.
"Today is my birthday..."
I finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Can you not be annoying?!"
Annoying: "… "
so annoying! He bought a new pair of pajamas and wanted to give him a surprise!
According to an experienced friend: the economic base determines the superstructure, and if you master the economic lifeline of a man, you can cut off the unreasonable thoughts of the mistress.
I feel right.
On the first day that Annoying got the payroll card, I immediately asked him to hand over the payroll card, euphemistically, "I want to manage my money."
Annoying: "Are you sure you can manage your money?"
I patted my chest and said, "Yes."
Annoyingly asked: "How much is a pack of potato chips you bought yesterday?"
Me: "Uh..."
Annoyingly asks: "How much was the dress you bought last week?"
me… "
Annoying and unwilling to ask again: "How much money does our family save?"
Me: "Well... I'll give you the salary card back."
Annoying and satisfied: "You finally found that you are not suitable for financial management?"
I shook my head: "I'm afraid you'll ask how much money is in the salary card every day, and I'll have to check it. It must be annoying."
The annoying QQ password is very complicated, with letters and numbers. Every time I want to log in to the annoying QQ, I have to ask him again: "What's your password?"
When I asked for the Nth time, the annoying finally couldn't bear it anymore: "You can review my QQ chat history, can you not let me know? You always have to consider my feelings, right?"
I felt that I was wrong and whispered, "But people only remember to check it once in a few years, and of course they will forget it."
Annoying: "Take a notebook and write it down!"
"good idea!"
…
After a long time, I carefully asked the annoying: "What's your QQ password?"
"The one you remember," he said impatiently.
"But, I can't find the little book..."
"You wait."
"Oh!"
Ten minutes later, the annoying person told me: "I changed the password to the same as your QQ."
I jumped straight over: "I love you to death!"
Then, annoyingly and extremely empathetically, set the password on my phone to be the same as mine.
Anren and I went to get a birth certificate for the soon-to-be-born little annoying. The union aunt asked us for a marriage certificate. I wiped my sweat: "I'm sorry, I forgot to bring it."
It was annoying to endure it, and I had a harmonious communication with my aunt. My aunt was reasonable once: "Okay, let's talk about the certificate information. When is the certificate issuance date?"
"Date of issue?"
"When did you get your marriage certificate?"
"2008 or 2007?" I looked at the annoying person for help, "Which day will it come?"
Annoyingly, he taught me a serious lesson: "You don't even remember our wedding anniversary? Could you be more mindful?"
"Let's settle our personal grievances at home, darling, tell Auntie when we got married first."
Annoying was silent for two seconds, then turned and walked out the door.
"Hey! Where are you going?"
"Go home and get a marriage certificate!"
"… "
you! You don't even remember our wedding anniversary? Don't think it's over if you run away, let's see how I clean up you when I get home!
One day, I forgot to bring my cell phone to work.
I wanted to go home to pick it up, but I was too busy to get out of it. I was in a tangle, and I saw Annoying walked straight into my office and calmly put the mobile phone I had missed all morning on the table.
"I love you so much!" I quickly whispered in his ear, and immediately picked up my phone to check for missed calls.
Twenty-one missed calls were displayed on the phone, all from Annoying.
I held my phone in silent reflection.
"What's the matter, you won't forget?" He said helplessly.
I glanced at him quietly, and whispered, "... I love you!"
His face turned cloudy and sunny in an instant.
When I left my office, my eyes were still full of smiles.
Somehow, every morning before I go to work with Annoying, he'll tirelessly remind me:
"Don't forget to bring your phone.
"Remember to bring your keys.
"It's cold today, remember to bring a windbreaker..."
One day, I finally couldn't help being curious and asked the annoying: "Why don't you dislike me for being confused recently?"
He smiled and patted my head: "Let me remember these little things! You just need to remember—love me, that's enough!"
When my eldest baby girl "Little Annoying" was just three months old, I took her to get vaccinated.
As a result, I accidentally lost my phone and wallet, and I didn't have a penny on me!
I was heartbroken and called annoying people from someone else's phone: "I'm so stupid, I lost my phone and my wallet."
Annoying has been trained by me to have a strong psychological tolerance, and asked lightly: "…Is the child lost?"
"no."
"Okay, I'll pick you up now. It doesn't matter if you lose anything, it's fine if you and your child can come back!"
My heart was so cold that it warmed in an instant.
Even though I'm not sensitive to Arabic numerals, I have some annoying moments.
It's annoying to forget all the movies and TV dramas I've watched, and I can't even remember the names. And I, as long as I have watched a film and television drama once, there are only one or two scenes on TV, I can immediately name the title, starring, storyline, and even the key lines I remember clearly.
So I finally believe: when God closes a door for you, he will definitely open a window for you.
Excited, I made up my mind to start my literary creation.
When I decided to write a novel on Jinjiang Original Online, I thought of a pseudonym that suited my style of writing—Ye Luo You Xin.
Huanhuaxi went to ask the annoying opinion, and the annoying said: "Although it is a pseudonym, you must respect the facts. You say, where is your heart?"
I silently changed my name to: Ye Luo Wuxin.
Although I still feel that it is too out of line with my style of writing.
According to the editor in Vietnam, my novels are very popular in Vietnam, and the fans in Vietnam are eagerly looking forward to seeing me once, and I really want to see them too.
The first time I mentioned to Annoying: "I want to go to Vietnam."
Annoyingly replied me with two words: "No."
"why?"
"I'm just your daughter-in-law. If I lose it, I will lose a lot!"
I:"… "
Well, I put up with it!
A year later, when my numerous requests failed, Dandan, my friend's wife, couldn't help it, and she said honestly: "You are too masculine, don't you just go abroad? Can it be a big deal, Can you come back? If you are worried, I will accompany her!"
Annoyingly looked at me with anticipation, and finally agreed to Dandan's proposal to accompany me.
Before getting on the plane, Anren repeatedly told Dandan: "Take care of her, don't let her out of your sight, she has a poor sense of direction, and it's easy to get lost..."
She said, "Don't talk about it, she can't be lost for her age!"
As a result, the plane to Vietnam was about to take off, and I shouted: "Yeah! Where is my suitcase? I seem to have forgotten it!"
Dandan looked at me speechlessly for a long time and sighed: "He's right, it's really possible that you won't be able to come back!"
I looked at her pleadingly: "Don't tell the annoying thing about my lost suitcase... If you let him know, I won't even think about traveling in the future."
It's annoying not to know I've lost my suitcase until now.
Although at home, I was always disliked by Annoying in various ways, disgusting me for not having a long heart, disgusting me for not having a long memory, disgusting me for writing novels and not pampering him, but I don’t know why, but all Annoying’s friends are very friendly to me.
One day, Annoying called me at eleven o'clock in the middle of the night, saying that he had a friend who hadn't seen me and wanted to get to know me.
He told me to pack up, and in ten minutes he came downstairs to pick me up.
In order to give Annoy face, I crawled out of the warm bed, drank a large cup of strong coffee, and went downstairs with Annoy to meet friends.
When my annoying friend saw me, he immediately sat next to me with a glass of wine, and told me: "Every time he mentions you, he will praise you, and praise us all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred."
I looked at Annoying in surprise: "Are you always boasting behind your back like this?"
"I only praise you behind your back." He whispered in my ear, "It doesn't matter if you have bad eyesight, you can't let others know!"
I was so angry: "Is it so difficult for you to praise me in person?"
"You will be proud," he said. "I'm afraid that after you become proud, you will bully me like I bullied you."
I was so angry that I slapped his leg hard and asked loudly, "You look at me like this, you think I have the same character as you! You are too much!"
Annoying rubbed his legs and glared at me sadly: "It's okay if you hit me, but you still scold me!"
He could still hear me scolding him, but he didn't seem to drink much.
That night, I wanted to understand a truth: if a man really dislikes you, he will never call you out in the middle of the night to let friends know.
Since then, I have been recklessly confused. Anyway, there will always be someone to clean up the mess for me, and they will not dislike me.